RealTalk

The blog title says it all and that person knows exactly who they are.

I was bored at home and was searching for a file I created in my Gmail Inbox.  I found the file.  I also found a very old chat between a former good friend and I.  We had a lot of good chats, I have to admit.  A lot of joking around and a lot of realtalk.  I learned so much from this certain individual.  He even opened me up and let me freestyle via Instant Messenger.  I never would have even thought I was capable of that until I actually gave it a try 3 1/2 years ago.  I was pretty fresh to dope!  Ha-ha!  Who am I kidding...  Anyway, I just felt the need to rant about this dude.  We no longer talk due to conflict of interest and different priorities in life.  I definitely respect that. 

There are many people that come into your life for a season, a reason, or a lifetime.  He definitely was for a reason and I'm thankful for that.  Now, if he's ever willing to accept me back into his life as his friend, I will surely oblige with full blown happiness (without any hesitation whatsoever.)  Until then, do your thang and I will continue to do mines while holding your kicks hostage.  Peace Silly Rabbit!   

TFT Rocks!

This morning was my Saturday group workout with TFT.  Unfortunately, I woke up with the runs and was not able to attend the scheduled 9:00am workout at their new gym location in San Bruno.  I was extremely disappointed. *sad face*

I chanced it.  I texted Gary and told him I wasn't feeling and will miss out on the 9:00am work out BUT also slipped a question and asked if there was possibly another workout session at 10:00am.  I figured I'd give it a try.  He said "No..." *super sad face* ...."BUT me or Eric can stay if you want to get in some work!! :)"  Eric, by the way, is his new business partner.  TFT consists of two kick ass trainers now!  How awesome is that?!  More bang for my buck!! 

Yay!  I'm jumping for joy at this point.  Kind of, sort of like the "Dance of Joy" - Balki Bartokomous and Larry Appleton style.  OK, not really.  But, I felt like it!  Instead, I had to literally run back to the restroom for the 10th time.  Ugh.  Of course, to express my deepest gratitude, I had to treat the two trainers to coffee.  They rock big time.  So,  Before I headed out to the gym, I swung by Starbucks for their hot caffeinated beverages. 

Every workout begins with a warm-up.  I won't bother you with the details of that.  After wards, 3 sets of the following.  First set for 60 seconds straight.  Second set for 45 seconds.  Third and final set for 30 seconds:

• Jogging up and down the ramp with sand bags
• Rows with the beautiful braided resistance band (that I am itching to steal from TFT)
• Undulation rope workout
• Slam 12 lb medicine balls
• "Prowler" pushes
• Dumb bell curl and press
• Step Ups
• Push Ups

For the record, I still hate push ups.  They are killers.  Oh and in case you're wondering what the "prowler" is, check out this video below:

You wanna try it out?  You gotta go and train with TFT !  Just do it!  I still haven't puked yet.  But, Eric was willing to help me out with that.  He said that he can easily make me puke by taking it to the track.  Hmm...not today Eric but I might take you up on that offer one of these days.  Rain check please.  Thanks!

Part Time Lover

I'm enjoying a pleasant conversation with a dude at a Chinese restaurant.

Reality - OK...maybe not a conversation.  It was more like placing my take out order for salt and pepper fish with hot and sour soup via telephone.  It's Good Friday and I don't know how to cook seafood or fish! 

On my way to pick up my dinner, I drive by a hot police officer who smiles at me.  Could this be real?  An attractive police officer in the small town I live in?!  Shocking!

Reality - OK, OK..maybe he wasn't exactly smiling directly at me.  Maybe he wasn't smiling period!  It was more like he took a quick glance at me because I may have been driving a tad bit over the speed limit until we made eye contact.  But to my luck, he couldn't do anything about it at that point because he had already pulled some random person over.  Thank you random person!

I don't know what's more pathetic:  1.)  Making no plans on a Friday night or 2.)  Planning a Miranda  Hobbes (from Sex and The City) type night consisting of lonesome self, Chinese take out food, my cat dog, and my DVR.

Reality - OK, OK, OK...Miranda didn't have DVR back in those days but who's keeping track here?!

Keep in my mind that I have no child obligations whereas my son is spending the weekend with his dad.  Is there a slight possibility that there is such a thing as a Part Time Lover?

Reality - OK, OK, OK, OK...maybe the term 'lover' seems a bit overboard.  I'm not looking for a booty call.  Let me rename it to Part Time Snuggle Buddy.  Only required once a month to keep me 1.) sane until I actually want to go out on Friday nights; 2.) away from a pathetic Miranda type single life until a BF potential arrives at my door;  and 3.) warm preferably until late Spring - early Summer.  The earliest of the two to reach consistent 70+ degree weather since I don't like operating the thermostat in my apartment.  It sickens me to even imagine how much dust accumulates in these decade old vents AND it's a waste of money.  We're still in recession here peoples!

I love to snuggle with the opposite sex - REALITY!

 

Embrace Life

I'm a planner.  I may be a messy, unorganized scatter brain, but I love to plan.  What has been a bit bothersome is me always trying to plan my life.   

Am I a control freak?   My answer is yes.  

I sit and daydream practically everyday.   Every now and then, I feel like I'm in a stand still.  Like literally.  For a few seconds, it's like everything around me is at a pause while I take a moment to catch a daze.  I just stare into nothing  and trip how life has been presented to me so far.  Makes me wonder if someone on this Earth is doing the same exact thing as me.  That kind of trip.  A pretty deep trip, yeah?  You still following me, here?  (No, I'm not lit...LOL!)

 

Am I satisfied?  Am I content?  The answer is yes to both.  

The year so far has given me so many opportunities to be to myself and just reflect on my life -  accomplishments and failures.  Life events come and go and usually not in the order I would prefer.  I've come a long way.  Let me just tell you.  As much as I feel the need to grab and fix everything and have it function my way, I've taken life and accepted it as it is.  It's beyond my control in a good way.  I believe that I will get my reward soon enough.  Reward?  Eh, maybe 'reward' isn't the right word. 

Embrace it, accept it, and move forward. 

The Whole NINE

Great news my fellow blah-ger readers!  It's been a month since I started personal training with Gary aka "The Fitness Trainer", aka "TFT" and I've lost SIX pounds so far.  Yipee Yai Yay!  A whole NINE left and I'm good to go!  I'll be complete.  I'll be content.  Most importantly, I'll be even more happy than I am right this very moment! 

Within this month, Gary incorporated a whole lot of difference exercises along with different props.  A couple weeks ago, I was able to meet the "prowler" for high intensity cardio work.   Just last Saturday, we played tug-o-war as our finisher and I got a pretty gift:  a nice splinter jammed into the palm of my right hand.  Today, I went from hugging a stability ball to dragging this huge (approximately 70 lb) sand bag back and forth.  I literally hit the wall with the sand bag and was knocked down!  I tell yah...it's hard seeing where you're going when you're traveling backwards.  It was a good laugh though.  Talk about being in the zone.  We also used kettle bells which I'm starting to love more than dumb bells.  Hmm...what else is there.  Slamming medicine balls is cool, too.  I love taking out my aggression on them darn things.  Fun! 

Improvements so far?  "But of course!" *I say in a French wannabe accent*  Besides the weight loss, I've noticed more definition on my arms and shoulders.  My face is less chubby.  My mid-section is slowly shrinking.  Soon enough, I'll have to buy new pants.  I no longer get tired easily.  And the best part of all, I like smiling.  Maybe because, I'm so much happier knowing that I'm getting back into good shape.  

I'm still aiming for them "Rock Hard Abs".  I know for a fact that's it going to take a while.  I'm in no rush.  I'll get there.  I guarantee it.  It'll take a lot of hard work and commitment (especially in the eating department). 

Here's to the Whole NINE (lbs)!  Can't wait to get you out of my life...FOR GOOD!